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He looked smaller than usual, nervous. We slid into the seats opposite him. No one spoke for several seconds. Max broke first. “I’m not trying to ruin your life, Alex. But this… stepbrothers? It’s messed up. Your dad will lose it. Lisa will lose it. And if anyone else finds out—coworkers, friends, social media—it’ll blow up. I’m just saying… someone’s going to notice eventually.”

I didn't pull away this time. When he leaned in and kissed me, I let him. My mind was too clouded and overwhelmed to fight it. I responded to every movement of his lips deeply until the reality of it finally forced me to pull back. My breath was heavy as I looked at him. "Theo, I don't think I can do this," I whispered. "We're siblings. Step-siblings or not, it's not right." He didn't flinch. He just looked at me with a hard, knowing expression. "But you’re willing to be with Atlas? He’s practically your uncle. How is that any different?"

“Yes, Enzo. My boy. Final year law student. | thought it would be nice for you two to get to know each other since we’re all family now.” Family. The word hit like a punch. I coughed again, throat burning, water still dripping from my chin. Last night | had ridden this man while moaning his name as he choked me lightly and called me his pretty boy slut. And now he was my stepbrother? Enzo leaned in slightly, voice low enough that only I could hear. “Looks like trouble found us faster than I expected, pretty boy.” I stared straight ahead, face burning, mind spinning with every filthy detail from the car in the rain.

“You’ve put on some love chub.” She hadn’t expected anymore from her older brother, Lucas. Eight years older than her but none the wiser. He’d looked the same since he graduated seventeen years before. His career in the military had only added to his good looks. Turns out girls really like big arms, tattoos and Marine cuts, who would have thought? Plus having a purple heart because you saved someone’s life really gets ‘em hot. Hence the nice farm house he lived in with four-wheelers and ATVs, on top of owning the small lumber store down town, he had done well for himself, which put a lot of pressure on her to do so, too.

"Very good girl. By the way, you can call me 'bro' from now on because you're no longer different from us and we'll soon be a family after our parents marry. Let's be the best of stepsiblings, so call me 'bro.'" I smiled and nodded. "Got it, bro." Having a brother has brought me inexpressible happiness. Since I am an only child, God knows how much I have yearned for brothers and sisters. My prayers have apparently been answered in Ryle and Rhian, and maybe one day in Zack as well. I'll be hoping for the day when he'll let me call him 'bro.'

my voice sounded low and helpless. Then, I tried to control myself. I tried to gather my strength. I clenched my hands tightly as he tightened his grip on me in his gaze. "All this time, I've been so tormented by you. Because of you, I get more humiliation. They say I don't deserve to be your brother and how lucky I am to be close to you but believe me, Atlas, I'm not happy to know you." My breath caught, and Atlas, still holding his hand on my chin, seemed to harden his jaw. Atlas' gaze seemed like it was about to swallow me alive and drown me in the bottom of his blue eyes.

He was trying to get under my skin. I clenched my jaw. "I am your superior," I reminded him with a hard slap on the desk. "And trust me when I say, you are going to do the damn job." He leaned forward slightly, his lips curved in that annoying way. "You know, it's really ironic. A little nobody like you... thinking he can boss me around." His tone was that of a smug professor making up a lecture as he went. "Trust me, bro... Is it okay if I call you that? Because technically, you are my brother." Trey’s voice was full of sarcasm.

He concluded. “Are you even listening to yourself? The man is a sociopath and you think it is because he likes me? I hope this thought still stands when you attend my funeral immediately after the damned wedding” I screamed. My brother said nothing; he did not even embrace me as I cried. He merely sat there and waited until I had let out all of my emotions. “I am sorry, Cat that I am a useless brother who cannot defend his own sister” he said “It is not your fault and tell father that I will marry him. I will do anything for Audrey and for mamma and for you” I told him

“It’s not in our DNA.” “Fine,” I sit up straight. “I guess you’re right.” “Guess?” Kevin puts his right arm over my shoulder again. “You know I’m right.” Fuck. He really should have let me sulk a little bit more. Now that we’re done with this enlightening conversation, I have absolutely no excuse for my attempts to push the brothers away anymore. Which means… “Damn it. I’m such an idiot.” “Now, now. I wouldn’t say that.” Only because he’s my brother.

She replied in a weak, gravelly voice, but she was smiling, “I feel so much better.” I asked, “Who was the guy that got in here yesterday?” She looked to the floor, “My brother-in-law. He’s an idiot. He never thinks for himself and believes everything my mate tells him.” I sighed as I shook my head, “Guys like that piss me off.”